Spoken word from Chimezie Ihekuna

Video: One Man’s Deep Words

First of all, an announcement from contributor Chimezie Ihekuna, who is seeking an investor/executive producer for the project, One Man’s Deep Words. It is set in the US.

Produced By Vincent Turner, Developed By Robert Sacchi, 115 pages. Phase: Pre-production/Development, Budget Estimation: $23,000-314,000. Pitch deck and budget list available, please email synchchaos@gmail.com if interested.

Charles Griffin, a philosophy professor, is challenged by Adam, one of his students, over his unruly behaviour while lecturing. Though Charles is unhappy lecturing by the books, Adam’s challenge becomes the inspiration behind his nascent philosophy.

Title: Reflective Thinking (Volume 1)

Tracks: 5 (Excluding the Intro, Album title and About The Creator)

Creator: Mr Ben

Album Title and About The Creator

Intro

Track 1: The Current State Of Being

Track 2: Keep Your Head Up

Track 3: Discouragement: A Part Of Success

Track 4: Independence or In Dependence?

Track 5: Death And Life 

(My questions)

Outro

Description of  the Reflective Thinking “album”

This is a conception that delves into the afterthought of what people would not take to consideration. It  “mirrors”  people’s notions but aims at asserting the need to look into the other side of their known thought. It is a call to meditation: looking deeper into what their thoughts reflect.

The Intro part simply explains what results in  actions of anyone (the creator, in particular): the thought process

The Outro segment deals with the creator’s conceived quote, which happens to be his best: “Determination without conception is like reaching a destination without intention”

The Current State Of Being simply explains what the new normal is, resulting from the fact that the world of today is wrong that what’s left isn’t right and what should be right isn’t left

Keep Your Head Up talks about the need for young people to prioritize their health, in the quest of acquiring wealth.

Discouragement: A Part of Success , according to the creator’s Reflective Thinking, puts to recognition: Discouragement is  the inevitable tool few people who become successful use  to attain such feat and maintain or advance it.

Independent or In Dependence? is one situation the creator asserts to address. He maintains that  we, as a people and society, are IN DEPENDENT (NOT INDEPENDENT) of one thing or the other, such as food, government to ascertain the standard and cost of living, politics, education, business, media and so on to validate existence and sovereignty

Death and Life (My Questions): The creator seeks to delve into the “mysteries”, in the form of questioning, of what connects both contradictions, in terms of using various parameters which are rarely depicted by mainstream concerns.

“Mr. Ben is currently seeking acquisition and or licensing of the album.”

See attached the audio files, available for listening and perusal.

Essay from Dilshoda Izzatilloyeva

Central Asian young woman in a white coat, small earrings, a black and white top, and black dress pants stands on a stage near a photo of leaders of her country and flags.

CAUSES AND TREATMENTS OF PNEUMONIA IN YOUNG CHILDREN

Abstract: This article provides information on the causes, symptoms, prevention strategies, and treatment methods of pneumonia, a disease commonly observed in children, especially during the winter season. Pneumonia is a significant respiratory infection that affects millions of children worldwide, leading to substantial illness and mortality. Understanding the various aspects of pneumonia can help take active measures to reduce its impact on children’s health.

Keywords: Pneumonia, Respiratory tract infection, TORCH infection, CBC, ESR, CRP, Treatment, Prevention.

Introduction: Every year, pneumonia is diagnosed in 17 million people worldwide. The mortality rate due to lung disease is very high, accounting for 8-9%. Pneumonia is an inflammatory process in lung tissue. In most cases, the disease is caused by infectious agents. The modes of infection transmission vary, often being spread through airborne droplets.

Main Section: Causes of Pneumonia:

Infectious (bacterial) – caused by bacteria like pneumococci, staphylococci, streptococci, etc.

Viral – caused by various viruses such as RSV and adenovirus.

Fungal – caused by molds, yeast fungi, and pneumocysts.

Mixed – in some cases, the lungs may be infected by multiple pathogens simultaneously.

Additionally, parasites can also cause pneumonia. Pneumonia tends to be more severe in children than in adults due to their underdeveloped immune system and mucociliary clearance.

Symptoms in Children:

Fever: 38-39°C or higher.

Cough: Dry or with phlegm.

Breathing difficulties: Rapid or labored breathing (fast deep breaths, shortness of breath).

Chest pain: Worsens during breathing or coughing.

Pale or bluish skin: Cyanosis due to low oxygen levels.

Loss of appetite: Refusal to eat, vomiting, or weakness.

Fatigue and weakness: Child becomes easily tired and inactive.

Abdominal pain or diarrhea.

Risk Factors During Pregnancy:

TORCH infections: Toxoplasma gondii, Rubella virus, CMV, Herpes simplex virus.

Influenza and respiratory infections.

Bacterial infections: Streptococcus group B, chlamydia, gonorrhea.

Maternal fever during pregnancy (hyperthermia).

Maternal chronic diseases: Diabetes, tuberculosis.

Passive smoking.

Vitamin and nutritional deficiencies.

Diagnostic Methods:

Complete blood count (CBC).

ESR (Erythrocyte sedimentation rate).

CRP (C-reactive protein).

Blood gas analysis.

Bacteriological analysis.

Immunological tests.

Treatment Methods: Bacterial Pneumonia:

Antibiotics such as penicillin, amoxicillin, and cephalosporins.

Viral Pneumonia:

Antiviral drugs (e.g., Oseltamivir).

Symptomatic treatment (antipyretics like paracetamol and ibuprofen).

Fungal Pneumonia:

Antifungal medications (e.g., Fluconazole).

Supportive Care:

Oxygen therapy.

Hydration and nutrition support.

Chest physiotherapy.

Prevention Measures:

Vaccination against pneumococcus and Haemophilus influenzae.

Healthy lifestyle practices.

Breastfeeding.

Maintaining hygiene and avoiding passive smoking.

Conclusion: Pneumonia is a serious health threat, especially for young children. Early diagnosis, proper treatment, and preventive strategies like vaccination and hygiene practices are crucial in reducing its impact. Strengthening healthcare services and raising awareness among parents can further aid in preventing childhood pneumonia.

References:

.Internal Diseases: Medical-Scientific Edition by Abdugaffor Gadayev. Tashkent: Muharrir Publishing, 2020.

.Hospital Pediatrics, edited by Prof. S.A. Rakhimov, Prof. A.R. Isroilov. Tashkent, 2010.

Children’s Diseases by T.A. Daminov, B.T. Kholmatova, U.R. Boboyeva. Tashkent, 2012, p.159.

United Nations Children’s Fund. 2020. Pneumonia. Available at: https:/ /data.unic ef.org / topic/childhealt h/pneumonia/

Community-acquired pneumonia in children: prevalence, diagnosis, treatment, and prevention // Scientific-practical program. Moscow: Original Maket, 2011, p.64.

Clinical Pharmacology: National Guidelines edited by Yu.B. Belousova, V.G. Kukesa, V.K. Lepakhina et al. Moscow: GEOTAR-Media, 2009, p.976.

Essay from Gʻulomjanova Marjona 

Mother’s love 

A young man dreamed of becoming very rich. He devoted his life only to work and earn money. But on this way, thinking that his mother could not help him, he ran away from home. His mother always looked forward to his return. Years passed. The young man became rich, became a famous businessman. But during this time, he never heard from his mother. One day he received a letter. 

“My son, I miss you so much. It would be nice if you could come and check on me.”

But the guy didn’t come because he had a lot of work. A few years later, he receives news of his mother’s death. The young man returned home and found his mother’s small chest. Inside the box was a letter addressed to him. 

“My child, I have tried my best to create a good life for you. If you are happy, I am happy. Just remember one thing: the greatest wealth in the world is mother’s love.” mother’s value.

IBRAT: Appreciating mother’s love, appreciating the greatest wealth in our life, is one of the highest human qualities. Taking care of parents is the duty of every child.

Essay from Brian Barbeito

Wind Night Love Leaves (The Four Books)

* A Self Interview Craft Essay on Books and Future Work Plan 

Brian Michael Barbeito

January, 2025

I sit at my window and the words fly past me like birds —with God’s help I catch some.

-Jean Rhys

Wide Sargasso Sea

Young middle aged white man with reading glasses and a knit hat with stripes and a small beard and a jean jacket over a black top looking down.

literary map book abbreviation legend:

Wind: Still Some Crazy Summer Wind Coming Through

Night: When I Hear the Night

Love: The Book of Love and Mourning

Leaves: Exile in Autumn, The Karma of the Leaves 

Book cover for Brian Barbeito's Still Some Crazy Summer Wind Coming Through. Dark, hazy photo of two dogs on a barren winter landscape on a cloudy day, typewritten style text framing the photo.

How I feel about it currently is that there should be four books at the least. One, Wind, is already in existence. It is published by Dark Winter Press who did an excellent job and it came out in July 2024. It is a book of prose poems and photography and has three official reviews, plus a positive reception overall. The book’s introduction, a fantastic summary of the work, is by Cristina Deptula and the volume is dedicated to Tara. I am happy with the content and what I call the physicality of the book (how it feels and looks as an actual thing), its overall existential aesthetic.  

Closeup of a bonfire at night with flames and wood and some colored decorative lights. White typewritten text reads When I Hear the Night and is framing the photo.

Dark Winter Press has agreed to publish the next book, called When I Hear the Night. Night is scheduled to be released in January of 2026. The manuscript is complete and the press has it. I am waiting for an introduction by a Vancouver based editor that wrote a highly perceptive and insightful review for Wind. But, yes, other than that said review, the manuscript is complete. Night, as with the four books I am talking about here, will all have similar formats. This includes cover art and back art by me, my prose poems and photography of course, a dedication page and quote page, and an introduction by someone competent and obviously sympathetic to the work. 

Metal heart tied onto canvas with brown string. Greenish-blue book cover for The Book of Love and Mourning, white and black text in caps frames the page.

The third instalment in these four books, The Book of Love and Mourning, has the writing part of the manuscript done. These books are prose poem books, each writing approximately two thirds of a page. Sometimes shorter, sometimes longer. I will still have to pick the photos to go with the writings. I have sometimes been asked about the functions of these art forms, meaning which I practice primarily or if I give equal time and importance to both of them. Actually, I am primarily a poet/writer. In heart, in time spent at craft, in what I think about. In identity. I would like to mention here that each book is titled in accordance and inspiration from one of the writings within the text. For instance, there is a piece to be found in each manuscript that I drew the title of the entire work from. I like this, how it helps bring each entire book together thematically. Hopefully, Dark Winter Press will continue to work with me on this third book and the fourth one also. It would be nice to have a sense of uniformity and publishing stability for all of these projects. 

Yellow and black spider closeup spinning a web in green and brown foliage, black text reads Exile in Autumn, the Karma of the Leaves.

Exile in Autumn, The Karma of the Leaves, or ‘Leaves,’ would be the fourth installment in the prose poem photography books. If things continue as they are, with me writing and photographing each and every day, there will be more than enough poems and pictures to make up this book. I would ideally still have the involvement with the publisher, Dark Winter Press, and continue the format. As with the third book, Love, I would have to find someone who would be interested in writing an introduction. My thoughts about introductions are that they are a fine thing, grounding the reader in a sense of what they are about to embark upon. 

I would describe the overall writing as a celebration of nature and also a portrait of the unique spiritual journey. Unique simply because not all embark on it, and also because of those who do, each spiritual path has its own nuances, characters, its own stories. I would describe the photography as lauding the look of unique angles and light, mostly of phenomenon like pastoral vistas and also close things like flower petals. 

In conclusion, I am about two-thirds through the work of the prose poems and photos that will compile four books. This is a good place to be at as a poet and photographer. I am happy with the format and content of what has already arrived, what is waiting, and what is and will be in the works. Wind, Night, Love, and Leaves. In this brief writing I will include the four front covers. 

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Poetry from Lazzatoy Shukurillayeva

Central Asian young woman with a purple patterned collared blouse over a tan top with dark hair up behind her head. She's onstage in front of a flag.

Umring bo‘yi ishonging kelar
Buyuk bo‘lib tug‘ilganingga.
Farishtalar ishora qilar
Deya  ko‘kdan sen kelganingga.

Umr o‘tdi. Chang – to‘zon aro
Bilmay bormi yo eding yo‘qdan.
Yerostiga chorlaydi sado,
Lek ishorat bo‘lmadi ko‘kdan.

● Alexander Arkadyevich Feinberg

You believe throughout your life,
That you born being great, talented
Born once in a million.
Wait for angels to prove that.
Time has gone, life ended
Without purpose and achievement
You’ve realized nothing.
Next life is waiting you, but no prove yet

● Translation by Shukurilloyeva Lazzatoy Shamshodovna

Short story from Ahmad Al-Khatat

Bruised Skies, Silent Hearts

Everywhere I go, the world is noisy, unbearably loud. I can’t stand the sharpness of laughter that pierces the air. I struggle to understand today’s people—their ways, their minds. My friends were once like brothers to me. We spent Friday nights together, savoring the weekend as if it were sacred. But now, everything has changed. Faces are unmasked, and I can clearly see who’s my friend and who’s not.

I’m tired of falling into people’s hands like a losing card, shuffled and discarded. Judgment comes at me mercilessly from all sides. I’m no saint, but my needs feel ignored, my voice silenced. In my exile, my siblings are like sunsets—beautiful but distant. My parents are storms, rumbling and restless.

I wonder if my coworkers and so-called friends notice the bruises on my face. Sometimes, I can’t even find my own body, lost in the heaviness of burying a piece of myself alive. I wrote my final voiceless poem, but as a stateless man, the world gave me a name: The Kite.

They fly me against the wind, just to watch me falter, to see me suspended between the clouds and the earth, barely tethered. Those who mock my accent, the foreign characters with beautiful faces—they steal my breath with their words.

I hug a woman, not out of nervousness but to anchor myself. Yet I bleed brutally when I fly too far, becoming incurable, untouchable. My mother cried the day I was born, sensing something in my face—a mark, an omen—that none of my siblings carried. She calms my father whenever I come home drunk, but she never shares the truth with him or anyone else. Only my homeland knows the full weight of it.

In my grandparents’ time, I would have been a leafless corpse on a mountaintop, touched by fingers and tongues seeking blessings. Now, I seek isolation—not to sin, but to find meaning. To bloom in peace. To live where butterflies don’t die from human greed, where roses aren’t picked in screams.

A child in an orphanage once celebrated his first birthday with nothing but wishes—soft, muted whispers. I don’t want to hear the world’s loudness anymore. I hear it all too clearly, but I can’t promise anything. I’ve been sitting in this metaphorical wheelchair for far too long.